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    <title>Virginia - Family History &amp; Genealogy Message Board</title>
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    <pubDate>2007-09-27 03:55:54Z</pubDate>
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      <title>African American, Mulatto Muses</title>
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      <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;                 Hello,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am looking for any information related to Muses who migrated to Maryland.&lt;br&gt;  I am especially interested in Muses related to Franklin&lt;br&gt;Marshall Muse, Mother: Ida May Ross, father unknown.&lt;br&gt;Ida May Muse is listed a a widow, but no information on what Muse  she married is available, as anyone with that information is now deceased.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;                      Thank you,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;                      D.M.Muse&lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2007-09-27 03:55:54Z</pubDate>
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      <title>Robert Hume's "Early Child Immigrants to Virgina 1619-1642"</title>
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      <description>Hi,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If anyone has this book, could they please do a lookup for me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Barb Stevens</description>
      <pubDate>2007-07-03 19:03:40Z</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Black Drawing Salve by D. Smith - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>I still have an old tin container of this salve, it has to be at least 60 years old. It came in a small tin like a snuff container but smaller, less than 2 inches across, orange with black letters. " SMILE'S PRID Salve ", it has rosin and beeswax base with other healing ingredients like sulphur, Acidum Aarbolicum. I can't make out the rest of the ingredients because this tin is so old. My grandmother used this stuff for everything and used it on me. It really works. Smells like pine tar, it was thick and sometimes needed to be heated up to get it to spread on a bandage.</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-27 02:34:31Z</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: A Whole Lot of Bull and No Fish</title>
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      <pubDate>2006-10-26 16:27:21Z</pubDate>
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      <title>WELCOME!!</title>
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      <description>Welcome to the Message Board for &lt;br&gt;"Folklore, Legends &amp;amp; Family Stories of Virginia"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You may post a story etc. yourself or I will be glad to do it for you. E-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto://bobnroa@pipeline.com"&gt;bobnroa@pipeline.com&lt;/a&gt; for assistance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You people have such great stories to tell and they really should to be shared with everyone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So type your heart out!!&lt;br&gt;You can put anything on the board - well, almost anything!  :-)&lt;br&gt;And you can also post attachments - Pictures etc.&lt;br&gt;And Have Fun!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Barb S.&lt;br&gt;Board Administrator&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto://bobnroa@pipeline.com"&gt;bobnroa@pipeline.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"Ole Ber Rabbit" by Clyde Maxey, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>I once bought a pair of rabbit beagle pups and daddy and I set a box trap to cach a rabbit to use in training them. We were working near the trap and decided to see if we had anything and sure enough we had caught a rabbit. Daddy said he would get it out of the trap and got down in front of the trap. When he reached for "ole Ber Rabbit" he made a dash through daddy's arms and was gone. Daddy looked at me and said " I wanted to get him out for I was afraid you would let it get away"&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"Crickets" by Clyde Maxey, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>It seems that all older houses and maybe some modern ones also had or have crickets. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway my Grandfather aways hung his socks up on the chair rungs at night. When I asked him why he said "to keep the crickets from eating them."    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My daddy said that they would come out from around the fireplace which was made mostly of field stone and sit on the hearth for warmth. They got them to eating bread crumbs and someone came up with the idea of soaking some bread in whisky. He said that after the ate some of this doctored bread he never heard such "singing". He said they would stick their legs away up in the air and sing(probably sounded about like me trying to sing)&lt;br&gt;They also got a rooster drunk in the same manner. He was wobbling and trying to crow at the same time. Seems he couldn't crow very well.&lt;br&gt;I wonder where they got the whisky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"Much of a Man" by Clyde Maxey, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>When I was about 10 or 11 mother would call my Uncle Dexter and get him to bring a 24 lb sack of flour from the mill to his house. I would get off the school bus and carry it home which was about 2 miles. One morning she asked me how much wheat bran I could carry that she was going to get Dexter to &lt;br&gt;bring it to his house and for me to get off the bus and bring it home. &lt;br&gt;Well, if any of you know anything about wheat bran it is light in weight so I said I can carry 24 pounds of flower and bran is lighter than four so I should be able to carry 50 of it . &lt;br&gt;I thought I would never get that bran home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You could get fertlizer in 100 or 200 lb sacks. The 200 lb was cheaper so when I was about 16 and thought I was "much of a man" I put at daddy to get our wheat fertlizer in 200 lb sacks to save a few dollars He really didn't want to but gave in. &lt;br&gt;Now I am here to tell you it was all I could do to shoulder a sack of that fertlizer, carry it up hill and put it in the wheat drill. Next year we had 100 lb sacks.  We would probably have 40 lb sacks now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"Growing Up In The Country" by Rena Worthen, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>I don't know what to start this with, but I walked 2 or 3 miles to catch the school bus. and no matter what the weather was, i don't think they canceled school, at least not the way they do now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would always take my lunch which consisted of a BIG biscuit, with saucage,or a canned porkchop, or a fried egg and a slab of bacon.  Now i can remember the boys always wanting to trade me a white bread sandwich for my big biscuit. Now that i look back on it, i think i got cheated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saturday night, we would play the radio, Which operated by a battery about the size of a car battery, best I remember. and they played the "Grand Ole Opery"  Only two or three hours. The news is the only other thing we listened to, and sometimes preaching on Sunday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All my clothes were hand made, the quilts were hand sewn, each little block and stuffed with cotton, we had to use several to keep warm, There was no heat in the house, other than a wood stove, and many nights the snow would blow through the cracks in the house. I studied by an oil lamp, no wonder i'm half blind now. Once it snowed so hard, we had to dig a tunnel under the snow to get to the barn to feed the cows. Grandma heated snow in a pan on the wood stove and made water for the animals to drink.  We would make snow ice cream, i would always get a sore throat from that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We raised most of our food in a large garden I think it must have been near 2 acres of it. and we had one of the largest grape harbors around. People came from different houses and bought grapes home for their families.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh! yes about the Johnnie house, many times when you went there the snake would be there waiting on the rafter for you. That just about scared the notion right out of me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was 14 or 15 the first time we lived in a house with electricity a phone and running water.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just a few of my thoughts.&lt;br&gt;Rena&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"Leaving" by Clyde Maxey, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>I hate to tell you but I think I am leaving this world for in Ecclesiastes Chapter 3 verse twenty we find "all came from dust and to dust all return"  I looked at the collar of my white shirt I pulled off today and I think I am on the way back to dust.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"A Hunting Story" by Don Conner, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>A hunting story.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As a teenager I went hunting on our place with some relatives who were visiting.  About half a mile from home I stepped over a fallen tree and my foot when right into a hornet's nest built in the ground.  They went up my britches leg by the dozens!  I dropped the gun and ran for the house, pulling off all my clothes in the process.  By the time I got to the house, where all the women were, I was down to my shorts.  Mama counted 47 stings all over my body.  She put baking soda paste on them and gave me two Bayer aspirin for pain.  I hurt so bad I thought I would die for two days, swelled up unbelievably, missed three days of school.  I never hunted again.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ironically, the next year, a teenager from another part of the county was stung on the finger by a wasp and it killed him.  I have been petrified of getting bee stung ever since.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  One other bee incident helped my fear along.  I was riding our workhorse back to the barn (no saddle, he had harness on) and a bumble bee stung the horse.  He bolted, throwing me off backwards, down a bank, and landing in the river (I can't swim).  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nothing like the good ole days, huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Don Conner)&lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>"Remember?" by Arthur, Floyd County List</title>
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      <description>Are you aged enough to have lived in the '30's?&lt;br&gt;In the hill country of Appalachian area?&lt;br&gt;Are you still proud of having had the experience?&lt;br&gt;Are you fortunate enough to remember?::::::::::&lt;br&gt;.....the first time that you had 'light' bread;&lt;br&gt;.....your refrigerator being  the cold stream behind the house;&lt;br&gt;.....stoking the fire at night;&lt;br&gt;.....never having to take a wash tub bath in the summer months;&lt;br&gt;.....that a rail road track was between your house house and your out house;&lt;br&gt;.....where you lived when you had your first out house in the house;&lt;br&gt;.....the much too hot red hot stove pipe that went through the wall;&lt;br&gt;.....when, if you had a wooden nickel, you would have felt rich;&lt;br&gt;.....that there were no locks on the doors of your house;&lt;br&gt;.....the long johns with the trap door;&lt;br&gt;.....that people being baptized in the cold river water did not get sick;&lt;br&gt;.....the hot tar bubbles on the road that you used for chewing gum;&lt;br&gt;.....the meals consisting only of baloney and brown gravy;&lt;br&gt;.....having your tooth pulled with only the tools of a string and a door;&lt;br&gt;.....when a person's word was their bond---handshake not required.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Proud and thankful to have been there........Mercer Co., WV.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Arthur</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
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      <title>"Oscar Webb" by Clyde Maxey, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Although Mr. Webb had not received any formal training as a Veterinarian he was much sought after by people of the county when they had sick animals. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I had a person working for me at the sawmill and one morning he said his cow was sick and he hat to call the local veterinarian who said the cow was dying to call the fox farm. The fox farm was a person near Christiansburg that raised silver foxes and minks and he would take the sick and dead animals off your hands to feed his foxes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Instead of calling the fox farm the person called Mr Webb and after examining the cow said she had a piece of wire in her stomach and made her swallow a small magnet with the theroy that it would attract the metal and both would pass from the cow. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Must have worked for the cow got better. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
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      <title>Photo - Floyd County Poplar from Bill Hobbs, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Photo Floyd County Poplar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From: bill hobbs &amp;lt;&lt;a href="mailto://hobbs@swva.net"&gt;hobbs@swva.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
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      <title>Photo - G.M. Hylton and a Pair of Grays from Bill Hobbs, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Photo - G.M. Hylton and a Pair of Grays&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From: bill hobbs &amp;lt;&lt;a href="mailto://hobbs@swva.net"&gt;hobbs@swva.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
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      <title>Photo - Lee Whitlow from Bill Hobbs, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Photo - Lee Whitlow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From: bill hobbs &amp;lt;&lt;a href="mailto://hobbs@swva.net"&gt;hobbs@swva.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>Photo - Mrs. Dan Akers and Triplets from Bill Hobbs, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Photo - Mrs. Dan Akers and Triplets &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From: bill hobbs &amp;lt;&lt;a href="mailto://hobbs@swva.net"&gt;hobbs@swva.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>Skunk and Cow by Don Conner</title>
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      <description> Skunk and Cow by Don Conner&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  In the early 1950's, my uncle J.W. Hylton, who lived just over the hill from us, got himself a television set, so  almost every night I would walk across the hill in the dark and watch TV until all the stations closed down for the night. There was a fence across the top of the hill which &lt;br&gt;divided our property. We had a couple of cows on our side, and J.W. had a work horse who loved to catch you out in the field and he would run full speed at you, trying to get you to run (so he could chase you), but if you held your ground, "Dick" would come to a screeching halt right in front of your face.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  So one night I was walking up the hill on J.W.'s side on a pitch black night, and all of a sudden, I hear Dick running at me (yes, in the dark!). Normally I would hold my ground but I was afraid he could not see me in time in the dark to stop, so I ran like a bat out of .... toward the wire fence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  The fence had a hole in it that I could bend over and step through. Well, I beat Dick to the fence, bent over and as my foot was coming down on the other side, I saw that it was about to come down on a skunk, who was already positioning himself to spray me. Somehow I managed to change my mementum in mid-air and miss the skunk, falling onto the ground on the far side of him in the process. As the skunk was repositioning&lt;br&gt;  himself, I jumped up and started to run, only to fall right over one of our cows who was laying down asleep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  When granddaddy Hylton came back from milking the next morning, he said, "Whew! I don't know how in the world ole Betty got sprayed by a skunk. It like to have made me sick milking her! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  I never told him how Betty came to be sprayed (and Mama threw the milk away for 2-3 days). And I started carrying a lantern when I went over to watch T.V.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Don Conner&lt;br&gt;  &lt;a href="mailto://Djconner19@cs.com"&gt;Djconner19@cs.com&lt;/a&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>2006-10-05 00:31:54Z</pubDate>
      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>Bond's Store (with photo) by Don Conner, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Bond's Store (with photo) - by Don Conner, Floyd County&lt;br&gt;             &lt;br&gt;  When I was about ten years old (1948), I rode a bicycle almost every Saturday 3 1/2 miles to S.D. Bond's store in the Laurel Branch community of Floyd County. I would buy groceries, put them in burlap sacks, balance them across my bicyle and head home. It was about a five hour trip for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  On the road to Bond's store was the Paul Belcher farm. To pass it I rode down a long hill (it was a gravel road), but just past Paul's place the road went uphill just enough that I had to get off and push the bicycle up and around a curve.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Paul had a dog that, when he saw me coming down the hill, would chase me all the way past the house, nipping at my heels. I tried all kinds of things, such as throwing gravel in his face, to break his habit, but nothing worked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Plastic water pistols were a new thing back then, and my uncle J.W. bought me one, telling me to squirt Paul's dog in the nostrils and it would stop him from chasing me. Well, it took me two trips to Bond's store before my aim was good enough on the moving bicycle to hit him squarely in the nostrils, but I got him good. He hacked and coughed something fierce.......and he never chased me again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  Don Conner&lt;br&gt;  &lt;a href="mailto://Djconner19@cs.com"&gt;Djconner19@cs.com&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <author>Barb S.</author>
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      <title>Rolling Hoops by Clyde Maxey, Floyd Co.</title>
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      <description>I just recently measured the distance form where we lived to the school on Lick Ridge and it was almost exactly 2 miles. Some children walked farther than this and I don't remember them ever closing the school due to weather. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a one room school with double desks. If you were acting up you were made to sit with a person of the opposite sex. I think they stopped this "punishment" about the third grade. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have told you all of this to talk about rolling hoops to school. This morning The Roanoke Times  has a picture of a person rolling a hoop with a wire. I rolled one of these to school many times. The hoop came from the hub of a wagon wheel and the wire from the rod that came with roll roofing. which brings more memories. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Roll roofing or rubber roofing as some called it came  with a saucer shaped ;piece of metal on each end with a rod of about 3/16" running through the roll to hold the whole thing together.  In side of the roll was one or two, I can't remember which, cans of coal tar to seal the roofing when it was installed. The rods were used for several things but I used one to make the hoop roller. This wire had to be bent just right and held on the hoop just right to make it go. You pushed it up hill with the wire behind the hoop and &lt;br&gt;when going down hill you hooked the wire inside the hoop to keep it from rolling too fast. I thought it was a lot of fun but in todays world it wouldn't be anything. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One more thing and then I will quit remembering for awhile, my memories can get boring to others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My daddy showed me a type of bumble bee that didn't have a stinger. They were usually on old fence rails, Maybe they were drones, I don't know. I do know they were larger than usual and had a white head. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought I knew exactly what they were untill I caught the wrong kind and got stung. That ended my bumble bee catching and this ends my memories for now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Rolling Tire by Don Conner, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Clyde mentioned having a hoop which he rolled.  Here is my story about rolling another kind of "hoop".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One Sunday after dinner (that's lunch to you flatlanders), Mama walked over to visit our nearest neighbors, Hattie, Mattie, and their mother, Amanda, Dickerson.  She left all the dishes on the kitchen table, saying she would clean them up when she came home.  Looking out our double windows at the end of the kitchen table, we had a narrow grassy area, bordered by a four foot retaining wall running the length of the house.  The wall held back the hillside which sloped upwards for about 1000 feet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While Mama was gone, my brother (prob about 15 yr old) started rolling around an old tire with a stick, like Clyde did his hoop.  Bill was running the tire back and forth across on the cowpaths on the side of the hill above the kitchen window, and I (about 7-8 yrs old) was tagging along.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I kept pestering Bill to let me roll the tire.  Finally he relented and here I went.  Well, you can guess what is coming......I lost control and the tire went rolling down the hill toward the house.  Bill couldn't catch it.  It leaped the retaining wall and went right thru the double windows and onto the kitchen table!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What a mess.  I hid in the barn when I saw Mama coming home. She was not a strict person, punishment wise, and I never knew what she said to Bill.  I just know we were cleaning up that mess into the late evening, and she cried and cried.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I never rolled a "hoop" again.  But I do wish I had a slow motion video of that tire going thru those windows.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Big Bees by Paul Collins, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>While Ole Clyde is remembering "stuff" from the old days, I wonder if he remembers some of the sayings of Jehu "Jayhew" Duncan....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once he told some folks that there was a bee tree he had found that had bees as big as turkey buzzards going in and out of the hole...someone asked him if the bees were that big, how did they get in that little hole, to which Jehu replied "thats their business"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He had a lot more "sayings" about life in FCVA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul</description>
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      <title>Heating Stove and Grape Pie Recipe by Mary, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Rena, I also experienced the snow blowing through the cracks around the window but my father was always resourceful in many ways.  He cut a square about 10" x 10" out of the ceiling right over the living room heating stove.  My sister and I slept in a room right above the stove so we had a little heat when we went to bed.  Also daddy usually rebuilt the fire before we got up in the mornings which helped on those coldest mornings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You mentioned grapes.  I have a great grape pie recipe if anyone is interested.  You have to use the Concord type grape that is ripening at this time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boil grapes until the skins pop open.  Then put them in a colander and press them until you have enough juice to make two cups.  Discard the skin and seeds.&lt;br&gt;Cook, over low heat until thickened and glossy,  two cups of grape juice with 1 cup of sugar and 4 tablespoons of cornstarch.  Remove from heat and add 1 cup of drained crushed pineapple.  Cool slightly and pour into 9" baked pie shell.  Refrigerate until set.  Serve with whipped cream or whipped topping.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The pineapple gives a good chewy texture.  This recipe also calls for 1 cup of finely chopped pecans but I have never used them.  I suppose that would make you think you were biting on the seeds. &lt;br&gt;Mary&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Telephone, Fear of Lightning etc. by Don Conner, Floyd County</title>
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      <title>Dr. (Doc) Akers by Paul Collins, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Now, I mentioned that Jehu worked some for Dr. (Doc) Akers...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Doc used to go out on house calls, and his custom, as all people then had fireplaces, was to go in, throw his hat on the bed, and spit in the fireplace....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once he was called to a home where a lady was to have a baby...he arrived a little late, and her time was getting short, so Doc got so "rattled" that he threw his hat in the fireplace and spit on the bed...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto://pogoat2@webtv.net"&gt;pogoat2@webtv.net&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <title>Couple in Floyd County by Clyde Maxey, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Once there was a couple in Floyd County whose early married life had a few bumps in it. I appears that there was a lot of fussing going on. One day the husband gets a rope and goes out in the apple orchard and throws it over a limb and ties it to the trunk of the tree. He then ties the other end around his neck in such a manner that as long as he stood on his tip toes he could breathe. Now the Mrs.sees him from her kitchen window, which was what Mr. intended , and divined what he was doing. She goes to the tool shed and gets a maddock and starts digging out from under his feet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't really know what happened, I will leave that to your imagination but I do know they both lived a long and I guess happy life after that. Anyway the raised several children&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No, it wasn't ole Paul although I expect his wife feels like hanging him at times&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto://WMaxey1636@aol.com"&gt;WMaxey1636@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Unusual Present by Arthur, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>&lt;br&gt;I got to quit washing dishes, as my high school graduation present.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Arthur</description>
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      <title>Proud and Thankful To Have Been There by Arthur Davidson, Mercer County, WV</title>
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      <description>"Arthur L. Davidson" wrote:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you aged enough to have lived in the '30's?&lt;br&gt;In the hill country of Appalachian area?&lt;br&gt;Are you still proud of having had the experience?&lt;br&gt;Are you fortunate enough to remember?::::::::::&lt;br&gt;.....the first time that you had 'light' bread;&lt;br&gt;.....your refrigerator being  the cold stream behind the house;&lt;br&gt;.....stoking the fire at night;&lt;br&gt;.....never having to take a wash tub bath in the summer months;&lt;br&gt;.....that a rail road track was between your house house and your out house;&lt;br&gt;.....where you lived when you had your first out house in the house;&lt;br&gt;.....the much too hot red hot stove pipe that went through the wall;&lt;br&gt;.....when, if you had a wooden nickel, you would have felt rich;&lt;br&gt;.....that there were no locks on the doors of your house;&lt;br&gt;.....the long johns with the trap door;&lt;br&gt;.....that people being baptized in the cold river water did not get sick;&lt;br&gt;.....the hot tar bubbles on the road that you used for chewing gum;&lt;br&gt;.....the meals consisting only of baloney and brown gravy;&lt;br&gt;.....having your tooth pulled with only the tools of a string and a door;&lt;br&gt;.....when a person's word was their bond---handshake not required.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Proud and thankful to have been there........Mercer Co., WV.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Arthur&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Old Sayings by John Webb - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>&lt;br&gt;There are old sayings that were passed down in my family that must have Floyd County roots. Has anyone heard this one that is said in response to someone who quickly changed the topic of conversation?:&lt;br&gt;"A man ain't got no business drinkin' 'round a sawmill"  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or this one in response to a gift: "That's just what I was a'lookin for."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;John Webb&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Fun With Words by Clyde Maxey - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>When I contacted a person about directions to the Akers Cemetery I was told to stop at their house for additional directions. They further stated that it was the one with a car pot. Now I know about cooking pots wash pots, flower pots and a few more pots but I had never seen a car pot. Needles to say I wondered what this car might be doing on a pot. I even wondered it would be proper for me to stop if the car was on the pot. Much to my surprise and relief, when we got there it was a regular car PORT with the R left out. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto://WMaxey1636@aol.com"&gt;WMaxey1636@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <title>Doc Akers by Paul Collins, Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Doc Akers was called out one stormy night to a home that was a good distance from his house...after seeing his patient, he started back home on his horse..&lt;br&gt;A bad sleet and freezing rain storm hit him and after he finally made it home, he was frozen to the saddle...they had to take an ice-pick and chip him loose from the addle...wish my family doctor was like that..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto://pogoat2@webtv.net"&gt;pogoat2@webtv.net&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <title>Medicine and Molasses by Paul Collins and Clyde Maxey - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Clyde..can you remember the old medicines named Sal Hepatica, Black Draught, and Scalf's Indian River Tonic?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Paul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br&gt;I remember the first two but the last one must be unique to Wise County. We had Castor Oil, Epsom Salts, Hites Pain Remedy and Raymonds little liver pills.etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mother would make our cough syrup from wild cherry bark, wild horehound and honey. It was better than what you bought at the store. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I was about 5 years old she fried onions and made a poultice to put on my chest for a bad cold. I cannot eat anything with fried onions in it yet today. It is not the taste of the onion, it is the odor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another molasses story for Don.......&lt;br&gt;My grandfather had a cane mill and would "rent" it out to the neighbors  and take his pay in molasses which was common it the early days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He had made his molasses but didn't cook them quite long enough and they were too thin. One morning during breakfast he told my father to go to Mr Joel Eanes and collect his toll for the use of the mill that he was getting tired of chasing the molasses all over his plate trying to catch them. He said Mr Eanes always made good molases. The next morning for breakfast he poured some of Mr Eanes' molasses on his plate and they were thinner than what he had made.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Medicine, Hoop and Scooter by Paul Collins - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>&lt;br&gt;I remember selling Cloverine Salve door-to-door, I remember the Grit newspaper...I also remember Ipana toothpaste and saving Blue Horse notebook paper covers to get prizes..&lt;br&gt;I remember Hadacol..the product that was about 1/2 alcohol and was advertised by a woman who said before taking it,she was not able to spank her child, but after a swig, she could whip her husband....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I also had a hoop that I rolled with a wire..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We would take a roller skate and separate the front 2 wheels and the back 2 wheels, and nail 2 to the back of a 2X4 and 2 to the front..add a tongue from a board and make a scooter..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul</description>
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      <title>Black Drawing Salve by D. Smith - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>My grandfather, who would be 116 if still alive, used to carry his own little first aid kit around in the form of  - "black drawing salve".   I cannot imagine what was in that stuff, the smell was awful, but you can take my word for it - he used it on infected teeth, cuts, bruises , eye styes etc. He would even put small amounts around the inside of his nose when he had a head cold - to "clear his head up".   You name the problem, he had the cure - Black drawing salve.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anybody else here subjected to that stuff??   To this day I can conjure up THAT smell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regards&lt;br&gt;D. Smith</description>
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      <title>Stray Cat by Paul Collins - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Now, Jehu's house sat very close to a knoll behind his house and if you were up on that knoll, you could see down Jehus chimney..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oz Sutphin was walking down the road by Jehus house, and he caught a stray cat there and went up on the knoll and THREW it very fast down the chimney..Jehu was sitting by the fireplace and Docia was crocheting in her rocking chair...The cat came yelling out of the fireplace with its fur on fire and ran under  the bed, setting the bedspread on fire, and Docia fainted dead away.. &lt;br&gt;Jehu finally got the cat out of the house and said  "if I ever find the *%#%$#$%^!! that did this, I will kill him"...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I dont think he ever found out...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul</description>
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      <title>Gravel Shooters, Shoes, etc. by Edgar L. Vest - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>I think Albert King and family took care of the Locust Grove switchboard and he worked on the telephone line that was one strand of galvanized wire and most of the poles were chestnut or locust wood. The wire was fastened to a glass insulator at each pole. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SOME young boys were always using the gravel shooters to practice shooting at the glass insulators. The gravel shooters were mostly made of a Y forked part of mountain laurel or other hardwood. The rubber bands were cut from old automobile inter tubes as they were made of rubber and there was so many tire blow-outs and flats that it was easy to find the inter tubes. The holder was made of a piece of leather, usually a shoe tongue as most shoes were leather and sooner or later had to be discarded. They were half soled and heels replaced as long as possible. But they would get to where the tacks didn't have materiel to clench the sharp tacks. "Wow" did the tacks hurt when a shoe sole wore down and the tack stuck your foot. This usually happened when stepping on a rock in a path or road.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then sometimes a tack was missed being bradded on the shoe last as a repair was being made. Don't want to forget using the tallow as a coating on the shoes to waterproof the leather. It didn't smell too good when you warmed your feet near stove or fire. Especially if your desk was near the stove in schoolhouse. If you was near the stove it was too hot and if you was at outer edge of room, you stayed cold.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I suppose some of you remember the aviator caps with goggles the boys wore, the sheepskin coats the men wore, the knitted socks made from wool and etc. School lunches were carried in Karo syrup or lard pails. Liked to look for teaberries in the woods and chewed the leaves for the mint flavor. Oh the smell found in the woods in each season of the year can't be described.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Edgar L. Vest&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="mailto://eevest@swva.net"&gt;eevest@swva.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Whistles by Edgar L. Vest - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Yes I forgot about the peppermint and you still find a few plants of peppermint. Also we chewed spice wood, wild cherry bark and slipper elm was also a marvel to me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Did you ever make a whistle out of chestnut limb sprout? Cut abt. six inches when the sap was in the chestnut, cut a notch, rub a knife over the bark until it was loosened  from from the&lt;br&gt;wood. Slip the bard off the wood and make a small opening at the notch end and cut both ends off the wood and slide the ends back in the bark. It was a little experimentation to get the sound like you wanted it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just part of my boyhood.&lt;br&gt;Edgar L. Vest&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Breakfast, Dinner and Supper by Clyde Maxey - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>Edgar. most of the things you talked about I have experienced,from tack in the shoe to carrying my school lunch in a Karyo syrup bucket. My first cousin used her lunch bucket on my head once and I was glad it was a bought one instead of the Kayro bucket. I think we called them dinner buckets. I still eat breakfast, dinner and supper. There is one thing that don't make for a good dinner and that is a buckwheat cake wrapped around a cake of sausage. &lt;br&gt;Buckwheat bread is not much when it gets cold. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One thing you left out about the smells in the school room and that it the odor from the shoes of the person that had been hunting the night before and had caught one or more skunks. We didn't have an extra pair of shoes to save just for hunting. The closer to the stove the boy sat the stronger the odor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I once heard of some boys getting some"skunk cabbage" in the spring and rubbing it all over the stove. When the fire was built the whole school had to leave.The odor must be somewhat like what Ole Paul smells like after a week or two &lt;br&gt;with out a bath. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kinda wonder what school children would do if they had to bring in the wood or in some cases the coal to heat the room, carry the water from a spring or a well and drink from a common dipper. I have forgotten how to make a drinking cup from a piece of tablet paper. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you remember the penny pencils? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jist ole clyde&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>From Botetourt Normal School to Daleville Acadmy - Botetourt County</title>
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      <description>In the village of Daleville a "Select" school was started for the children of Mr. and Mrs. Benjamin F. Nininger and Mr. and Mrs. George Layman, Jr.  The school opened in Sept., 1890 in a small one-story house near the Nininger home.  Before winter came, however, the school was moved to a large upper room over the kitchen and dining room of the Nininger home.  Professor I.N.H. Beahm was lured away from the Roanoke City School System to teach the select school of 12 pupils.  The second session was conducted in a room over the kitchen and dining room of the George Layman, Jr. home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Many Dunkard families became interested in the school by the time the first school year ended.  Applications for admittance were received in such numbers that a two-story building was built in 1891 on land donated by Benjamin F. Nininger.  This was the beginning of the school first known as Botetourt Normal School which evolved into Daleville College and during the waning years, Daleville Academy.  Seventy- three pupils were enrolled the first year and three additional teachers were employed to assist Professor Beahm. &lt;br&gt;From: "Places Near the Mountains" by Prillaman &lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Hard Times and Christmas by G. Lee Hearl - Washington County</title>
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      <description>&lt;br&gt;I came up during the Great Depression when times were hard!&lt;br&gt;The Christmas catalogs arrived about the first of October and we had worn&lt;br&gt;them out by December, looking and wishing and making lists to send to Santa&lt;br&gt;Claus.. We gave mama our lists to mail but I suspect now that they never got&lt;br&gt;mailed, because she didn't have the 3 cents it cost to mail a letter at that&lt;br&gt;time... Any way, it seemed that Santa never stopped at our house and I know,&lt;br&gt;my parents felt really bad about.it. One Christmas eve they told us to go to&lt;br&gt;bed and maybe Santa would come! We went to bed but naturally, we couldn't go&lt;br&gt;to sleep! After about an hour, we heard a loud Bang! We jumped out of bed&lt;br&gt;and ran into the front room. Daddy came in the door with his shotgun and&lt;br&gt;said, "That'll teach him to go by without stoppin'!"&lt;br&gt;"What happened?" we asked.. Daddy said, "I saw Santa going over our house&lt;br&gt;without stoppin' so I shot one of his reindeers!"&lt;br&gt;We didn't get any toys that year but we had plenty of deer meat to eat!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;G. Lee Hearl&lt;br&gt;Authentic Appalachian Storyteller&lt;br&gt;Abingdon, Va..&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://hearlshill.freeservers.com/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://hearlshill.freeservers.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Daniel Boone and the Bear by G. Lee Hearl - Washington County</title>
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      <title>"The Story of Freeda Bolt" - Blue Ridge Institute and Museum - Floyd County</title>
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      <title>Old Floyd County - by Rena Worthen - Floyd County</title>
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      <description>9-15-1896 Tuesday The Roanoke Times&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OLD FLOYD COUNTY&lt;br&gt;T. R. Tanner has just returned from a business trip through the free state&lt;br&gt;of Floyd. He said the people up there have quit working on the roads&lt;br&gt;entirely, and it is the next thing to impossible to drive over them. Mr.&lt;br&gt;Tanner succeeded in breaking down a brand new wagon, but he brought back to&lt;br&gt;his Roanoke friends a mountain rattler that contained nineteen rattles and&lt;br&gt;was unusually large in rattles. Acording to Mr. Tanner Floyd is up to date&lt;br&gt;in bad roads, good water, rattle-snakes, and moonshine.</description>
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      <title>Twas the night before Christmas 2001........from Beverly Merritt, Franklin County</title>
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      <title>US Arsenic Mines, Pilot Mountain, Floyd County, Va.</title>
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      <description>Rena asked me to post this picture of workers at the&lt;br&gt;US Arsenic Mines, Pilot Mountain, Floyd County Va.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Please add this to a place where the group can view&lt;br&gt;it, Billy Howard gave me this some time ago. Maybe&lt;br&gt;someone can add the names to it. Wouldn't that be&lt;br&gt;great. &lt;br&gt;Rena"&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Road from South of Roanoke River to top of Mattox Mountain by Edgar L. Vest</title>
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      <description>I know most of the old timers are passing away and there are very few people that remember the original road that went from the south fork of Roanoke River to top of Mattox Mountain. One of the first trails came from s.r. 653 as you entered Floyd County from Montgomery County. The bridge was known as "The Iron Bridge" and the the trail turned off of s.r. 653 after crossing "The Iron Bridge" to the right and was very steep climb to top of Mattox Mountain. This was only for foot travel as it was only what could be carried by people and/or animals. This was used by settlers traveling west as told to me. Then the second road or trail was a few miles south on s.r. 653 (Shawsville Pike) about a half mile before intersection s.r. 660. This road turned right and twisted up the mountain to to of Mattox Mountain. About three fourths the way up mountain a curve was so sharp that to get a automobile around the curve it had to back up at least once to get around curve. The last road was a one mile section from s.r. 660 to top of Mattox Mountain. It is not part of the State Hwy road system at this time. It was assigned a s.r. number at one time. The 1999 Floyd County road map list it as GRAHAM LANE. It is my desire that a record be made of the first mile of road from s.r. 660 to top of Mattox Mountain was built by my dad James Noah Vest. He did have a few others work occasionally to help build this section. But he did most of the work that consisted of pick and shovel, star drilling by hand to use dynamite to loosen the heavy rock that he was unable to break with other means. He was no surveyor, but later was told that it was the best layout that could have been made by a surveyor.&lt;br&gt;Contributed by:&lt;br&gt;Edgar L. Vest&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Strength and Endurance of our Fathers and Grandfathers by Paul Collins</title>
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      <description>Edgar..speaking of your Dad building that road up Mattox Mtn..&lt;br&gt;My son who is 38 years old is still amazed at the strength and endurance&lt;br&gt;our fathers (and grandfathers) had..I remember my Dad coming home from&lt;br&gt;work when he worked for the WPA (most people dont know what that&lt;br&gt;was)..we would run down the hill to meet him and carry his lunch bucket&lt;br&gt;home, with the hopes of finding an uneaten biscuit in it..&lt;br&gt;He wore blue denim shirts and the back of his shirt was ALWAYS white,&lt;br&gt;where he had sweated the salt out of his body doing that WPA work..He&lt;br&gt;was strict, and did not like "foolishness" from us kids..  when he said&lt;br&gt;"hellfire and damnation", we knew to run, as that was about the only&lt;br&gt;"cusswords" he used..he was born in 1866 and fathered 21&lt;br&gt;children..outlived both his wives and 3 of his children..  those&lt;br&gt;old-timers were MEN!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Contributed by:&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul (Paul Collins)&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Spring Houses, Crawdads, Butter Churns etc. by Diane</title>
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      <description>Paul and Cylde -- I truly enjoy reading your stories every day.  Your stories bring back&lt;br&gt;so many fond memories for me.  Don't ever stop with the stories about Floyd Co., VA!!  Do you remember&lt;br&gt;spring houses and catching "crawdads " out of the water trough your drinking water came from?  Do you remember&lt;br&gt;skimming the cream and bit's of butter outta that churn still sittling in the spring house after fresh butter was made?&lt;br&gt;Did you ever have to wander through a cow pasture with your parent/grandparent looking for and cutting greens&lt;br&gt;for dinner?  Were those called mustard greens?  I certainly remember the "chinka pins" and wish I could find some&lt;br&gt;today, as they taste so good.    I also remember a swinging bridge  across little river (it still exists today).  I played&lt;br&gt;on this particular bridge every morning&lt;br&gt;prior to catching a school bus.  This bridge still exists today on what's now called Indian Valley Road, but when I played there&lt;br&gt;as a child waiting on a school bus was called Snowsville, VA.  Is this the same swinging bridge Clyde mentioned or was that&lt;br&gt;a different bridge?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Submitted by:&lt;br&gt;Diane&lt;br&gt;Montgomery County, VA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Little Snakey Thing by Paul Collins</title>
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      <description>Now, years ago, some old man told me that if you pull a horsehair out of a horses tail and put it in water, it will turn into a snake....I snickered to myself, hee, hee,&lt;br&gt;Am I a dummy?...&lt;br&gt;I forgot all about that until about 30 years ago, I was&lt;br&gt;at the MfcCoy Falls in New River..close to the bank in shallow water, I saw a very thin thing swimming like a snake does..I got a pail and scooped it up and took it home..all the family was amazed at this little "thing" ..it was just a little thicker than a horsehair and looked exactly like a snake,&lt;br&gt;wth a little "thickening" where a snakes head would be..Thought once about taking it over to VA Tech and let them analyze it..we kept it a few days and let it loose on our creek..it swam away.. &lt;br&gt;Can someone tell me what that was?&lt;br&gt;Ole Clyde,,your turn..&lt;br&gt;Ole  Paul &lt;br&gt;</description>
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      <title>Re: Little Snakey Thing by Paul Collins</title>
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      <description>I forgot to add..the "Horsehair" snake was approx. 15 inches long..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ole Paul</description>
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